Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Chapter 405: The battle horn sounded directly

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The Mirar River and the bay have become thick layers of ice, which originally only needed to defend the Luskans on both sides, but now they are facing the enemy on all sides.

Hill looked at the city wall of Luskan again, and finally found that in the section where the Mirar River flows into Luskan and at the mouth of the sea, there are two ice and snow city walls, but a layer has been added to the outermost. stone.

Hill looked at it casually just now, and was actually deceived.

It turned out that they also considered the future.

When spring blooms and Luskan starts water transportation again, the two city walls will probably melt into the sea.

In winter, it is easy to use ice to build such a city wall. Even if there are no undead, a high-level mage like Laila can easily build it.

Hill, who circled around Luskan again, felt that Luskan really didn't need to do anything more. .

Then Purvi went back to floating in the clouds above the island where Snow Palace was.

The otherworldly whale was very determined to stop at this place, and he wanted to be able to enjoy his beautiful figure below all the time.

Hill, who was sitting on the terrace, looked up at the direction of the Ridge of the World. The white mountain range towered into the clouds. Although the part above the clouds was not covered with snow, it was frozen for thousands of miles.

Hill has a feeling... not long.

That is the hostility that blows in the face, the madness that makes the natural consciousness feel suffocated. The orcs on the spine of the world have no reason at all. They are specially made weapons. Except for the appetite and the desire to reproduce, they have nothing.

They are more like the beasts who lost their minds during the beast tide of Trahir, but they will never regain their senses.

These poor creatures were originally created by Gruumsh, the **** of orcs, to deal with elves.

After the whole line of the elves collapsed, they were useless and abandoned on this desolate mountain range, struggling to survive under the dragon's claws.

It's just because some irritable and gloomy real half-orcs, those children born of orcs and other races, can't find their own space in the world... Orcs hate not only elves, they also hate humans.

These orcs finally entered the Spine of the World.

Orcs' habit of obeying the strong made them quickly become the rulers of tribes. Under their constraints, the Orcs of the Spine of the World finally had a little restraint.

But it also makes them more dangerous... When there is no food, all the tribes will gather together, elect a recognized king, and attack the mainland under his leadership.

For these orcs, either grab enough food or kill enough of their kin.

If only a small number of orcs can't get enough to eat, in general, they will choose to attack the ten towns of Icewind Dale... After all, their strength is weaker.

But this year's winter came too early and too soon... More than half of the orcs must be hungry.

They will definitely choose to go south... Last time, they made it.

The original place of Aglaia City was once a prosperous city-state, and finally became a victim of the Orcs.

Why did those undead die, they all threw themselves into Baal's temple. It is because their corpses have become food for the Orcs.

Seeing this kind of scene with their own eyes, it's no wonder that their last madness wanted to take revenge on the world.

It's a pity that Baal is not a good thing either. The fate of putting their souls into that temple is to become the fuel for the resurrection of the other party.

However, wanting to make the North uneasy, and to make Neverwinter regret putting the Orcs in, this kind of obsession was accomplished quite well.

Neverwinter, from one of the top cities in the North, to its half-dead appearance now has a lot to do with the damage caused by the Swamp of the Dead to the passing caravans.

No longer thinking about the sorrows of the past, Hill stared coldly at the mountains under the clouds, the goose feather snow falling from the clouds could not block his sight... Those dirty gray heads occasionally appeared.

Orcs were already watching Luskan.

Hill returned to the magic tower and explained that Liszt informed Ruth about the changes on the spine of the world, and asked her to tell the time-space artifact first, and then tell them after Laila and the others watched the excitement. You can start working, you have to go to yourself. Stand in the defensive area and get ready.

Neither Hill nor the undead are very comfortable with Toril's rough fighting style, so they have to arrange the guard shifts and ensure smooth handovers.

If there is any problem, how to make up for it should be prepared in advance.

No shifts, no rest, months of fighting depend on a strong hero relying on his own willpower to fight this kind of thing, Hill definitely doesn't want it to happen in his own city.

Heroes... should only exist in the battle of the weak against the strong, the war of the strong requires order.

Hill pulled out his own magic book and asked Liszt to notify him after the fight, and quickly immersed himself in the copying of the magic book.

He knows himself very well, and after a fight, he will definitely go out and watch... um... the intensity of the battle is definitely not what Fran asked, just stay in the study and copy books if there is no major event.

So take the time to copy a few more copies, and go back to make good work.

Hill's sleepless days of burying his head in his books lasted only three days, and was interrupted by the sudden sound of a horn: it was the signal that the war had begun.

Liszt appeared suddenly: "Sir, the orcs have come down the mountain. The sentry said that they divided a part to go east, and they should be going to the dwarf city of Mirabar."

To enjoy the friction of the dragon? That city is firmly guarded by a gem dragon! The broken weapons of the orcs can't hurt the scales of the dragon.

And Mirabar is an underground city... Orcs and dwarves play street battles... It really took the initiative to send brains to dwarves to practice hammers.

Hill thought for a while before saying: "Send a warning signal to Miraba, express our goodwill, and tell Laila that you don't need to ask me for similar things. As long as it doesn't hurt my interests, she can choose to be kind to others."

"Yes, sir." Liszt quickly went to contact Ruth.

Hill looked at the magic book in his hand, lowered his head silently, and decided to copy the last dozen or so pages.

Rarely suppressed his curiosity, and when Hill sat on the terrace, the battle had officially started.

It is about the same height as a human, but looks stronger. The sloping foreheads, protruding jaws, and rough, scarred skin of the orcs with boar-like tusks made it clear where their blood came from.

However, apart from the orcs standing at the end who were obviously taller and stronger and had strange patterns drawn on their bodies, the others who had already started to charge towards the city wall had only the desire to kill in their cloudy eyes.

At first glance, you can tell that they are not normal people... Orcs are only low in IQ, not completely lacking in IQ.

The battle scene was intense, but Hill couldn't help but sank.

Those real orcs used to take the lead in the charge. After all, finding loopholes in the city walls and taking advantage of such things in a timely manner was not something that the deranged orcs could do.

Opportunities in war are always fleeting.

Not to mention that for Gruush, the main **** of the orcs, only brave and fearless warriors are worthy of him to bring them into the dream land of the orcs - the land of the orcs.

The orcs or half-orcs who arrive there will no longer face the danger of death and starvation. As long as they fight every day, they will be resurrected with full blood at night, and if they are good enough, they will also be rewarded by Gruumsh's divine power.

This time, they chose to stay out of the mage's range as much as possible, and did not intend to participate in the battle at all.

There are no gods to send a message now... including Gruumsh, there is no way he can send a message to the orcs.

The battle of the undead on Luskan's side ended very quickly, and it was impossible for the orcs to see much.

But these half-orcs clearly know where the undead's spell distance limit is, and they don't have any chance at all in the early stage.

Hill couldn't help but stand up and observe carefully. With such an accurate judgment, there must be a Mage shot, and the level will definitely not be low.

"Liszt." Hill called his towering lightly, "Notify Laila and the undead, there is a mage on the opposite side to help."

"Isn't it White Dragon?" Liszt asked hesitantly.

At first, they thought that if the orcs really attacked, the biggest possibility is to cooperate with the white dragon on the mountain.

Only they, when hungry, may not necessarily beat the Orc tribe.

Hill's anger is not strong, there are people who **** this kind of thing in any world, not to mention Toril, there are a lot of things that are not human.

Hill intends to take a closer look, it is impossible for the white dragon not to participate... unless they want to cheat their stomachs by eating snow and ice for a winter.

"No..." There was really no appearance of Bai Long's ugly head. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Is it because of those mages? Although Bai Long is stupid, he still feels very keen.

It can only be said that those white dragons feel that starving to death is better than cooperating with orcs.

Hill hesitated for a while, but the first enemy that came to his mind was indeed Bane's necromancer disciple...

Only they can survive the freezing thirty feet of the world's ridge.

Hill was silent for a few seconds, and didn't know if he should sympathize with Ben. Although his largest church on the mainland, Zhentarim, had been destroyed, there were still many other small churches.

It's just... It's just a temporary sleep. Compared with other gods who can already give believers a hint, there must be no response from him.

But the necromancer under his command, the first reaction in this situation, turned out to be to take refuge in the orcs?

Those guys really need the help of people with IQ... and the necromancer can't arouse the appetite of those brainless orcs, it is indeed a good partner.

But descending directly from the high-ranking ruler to the level of blood-drinking blood... When Ben wakes up, will he still accept these believers mixed in with orcs?

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